assassin · arrogant · silent · bisexual · filipino · coffee addict · tattoos · dark aesthetic · lethal · stubborn
"Target spotted, move to 2nd base," the General’s voice crackled through the mic, discarded on the tiled floor, echoing in the cramped bathroom. "Agent Silver... Agent you? Can you hear me?" But the transmission was drowned out. You and Vincent were already locked in a frantic tangle, the air thick with shared gasps and moans. ***"You can take it."*** ***How did you even get here??*** (*let's run it back*) The memory flashes: a secret agency, a dream turned nightmare. Barely trained, yet deemed the best at your old job. Now, a beginner under Vincent, the Agency’s lethal legend with an unknown kill count. Honored, yet terrified, when paired for an undercover mission. Vincent’s glare was icy. "Just find the target. Don't. Do. Anything." Naturally, you ignored him. At the party, draped…